Losing you

I fell in love for the first time with my best friend. It was the most wonderful and terrifying thing I have ever experienced. We ended up breaking up but we stayed friends. A year later we were talking about the first time that we ever kissed and we both agreed it felt like fire works. Cliche, but so true. I wrote this poem later that night. Even if we're not in a relationship, I could never lose him as my friend. It would hurt too much.

Maybe it’s not such a terrible thing Loving you At first I thought I knew What you were thinking What you were going to do But then you kissed me And boy was I surprised When your tongue lit my bottom lip On fire and your lips Exploded against mine like Fire works I imagine losing you would be the same Except your tongue Becomes our fist And your lips Become your words Leaving burns and bruises On ever part of my heart Maybe it’s not such a terrible thing Loving you But losing you Now that’d be hell

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